Days of Petanque: Remember when…

Subject: Days of Petanque: Remember when…

Date: March 18, 2020 at 2:58:11 PM PDT

Ahhh, for the good old days when the end of the world was just a idea for a movie script.

When the biggest challenge of the day was whether or not there was enough beer to last or if someone needed to make a run to the store.

When the limits of play was how long the battery would last on the string of lights.

When the only reason to leave was to walk the dog

or pick up your kid from a swim meet

or a soccer game, or baseball or lacrosse practice

or get home in time to make dinner

or go out to dinner, or a party, or a movie;

when staying at home was an option, not a survival technique.

When stay-cation was a way to save money, not lives.

When someone arrived at the courts you could hug them

or even give them a kiss on the cheek—or lips for God's sake.

When the game was over you could shake hands.

When you could say "Hope to see you tomorrow,"

did not mean, "This could be the last day of life as we know it."

Well, whatever happens, we've had a good run of it,

and I hope this settles down soon

and we can once again go to the grocery store and expect to find toilet paper

and have a glass of wine with dinner at the Fig

and go to the movies and watch a disaster flick

and laugh about it on the way home.

I hope to once again think that I am safer on the courts

than Wolfie is out on the open ocean,

and that the biggest worry for the club leadership

is stopping the peeing behind the shed

or getting enough volunteers to rake the leaves

or having enough courts for the Wine Country Open

or getting just the right topping mix

or having enough circles.

I hope I can once again go walk between the trees and see

that I am number seven

because that means that what once was

can be again.

Love to you all.

Take care of each other.

Its all we have.

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"Think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was that I had such friends."
― William Butler Yeats